Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 837 Do You Really Love Miss McKinnon?

Brendan showed up at the door, appearing rather tired. His sharp eyebrows were tightly furrowed and only relaxed ever so slightly at the sight of Deirdre having dinner quietly in the dining room. He walked over and placed the box in his hand on the table.

“Why are you having dinner so late?”

Deirdre ignored the man’s concerning inquiry and kept her head lowered to eat her meal.

Brendan paid no attention to her reaction and opened the box. “It's a good time, though. Have a taste of the cake I bought you. I remember that you used to like this pastry shop’s cake in the past.”

He had waited in line for two hours. Otherwise, he would have returned earlier.

He picked up one of the cake slices and placed it on Deirdre’s plate. She did not respond to that and got up after finishing her meal and headed upstairs.

“Deirdre?” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to clutch the woman’s wrist. Before he could say, “What’s going on with you?” Deirdre caught him off guard by freeing herself. Her eyes were calm but filled with faint hatred and disgust.

“Don’t touch me.”

had no idea why Deirdre would suddenly behave so differently when they were still

that there was no better explanation other than

today because the pastry shop you like was packed with customers. I waited in a very

to applaud him because he had

explained his lateness. Had she not taken the stroll today out of a sudden inspiration, perhaps she would not have been able to see through the man’s lie and

hours, or did you engage in two

the thought of him

Brendan but

most skilled in utilizing my privilege? Even if you have to wait in line for two hours, someone would be

eyebrows and found Deirdre’s sarcastic remark unpleasant to his

You used to wait in line to get me my favorite bagel for five hours, and I would like to

I’m home late tonight, and I won’t

Perhaps she would have fallen for it had she not encountered the incident